“Fantastic, yeah, in fact you were in it.”“Oh yes? So what was I doing then?”My eyes strayed to her cleavage again, “Guess” I said. She sa... where I was looking.“Stop staring at my tits, you little perv” she said, opening up the neckline of her dress a bit more. “Only if you stop looking at my willy” I said.“I wasn’t looking at your willy” She reached out her arm.I looked over her shoulder at the hut, the girls were still inside. Clare’s hand gripped hold of my erection and squeezed it tight.. The stage, conspicuously empty, a spotlight shining patiently on a stool. I couldn't stand still. The nervous energy inside me like a volcano about to erupt. I had come by myself, intent on one thing alone, and my mind was consumed with the anticipation of what the night would bring. The crowd started to get restless, jostling each other, catcalls being thrown into the air all around me. Finally, someone announced over the loud speaker that the entertainment was only moments away, and the crowd. It scared me the other day, but now I am really curious,” Annie responded with a soft voice. “My husband always found my butt so attractive, and I liked his kissing, hugging, licking and biting it. I've been missing that for so many years. Everybody is just staring at it. Men try to touch it on the bus, and I cannot admit that it makes me horny. Come feel it, please.”With that, she turned over and I mounted her like a trooper does his horse, feeling those bubbling cheeks under my belly, pushing. It made me warm all over, but especially down there, between my legs.I put it on, imagining it still being warm like Daddy's skin. I rolled the sleeves up, so my hands were free, and I wrapped it around me, snuggling into it like Daddy's arms. I didn't bother to button it; I just held it close around me and went down the stairs.On the way to the kitchen, I passed Daddy's study. I jumped in alarm when I heard his deep, mellow voice call out, "Susie!"I looked in and saw him sitting there behind.